Just got off the phone with my mom and she says “thank you for being my therapist” ur welcome babe I have been since an inappropriately young age and that’s why I’m a bit fucked in the head but like don’t mention it
Hardest thing for me to grasp as an adult is you have to keep showing up no matter how you feel. You gotta do this shit sad, do it heartbroken, do it grieving, do it tired. Life doesn’t care, it waits for nobody, you just have to keep going